Another Door Closes - Jont

So if another door closes

I hope you see the window opening

As people suffering all the time

Don’t waste your days life slips away

Like butter from a knife

And if you had a good day my sis

Make sure you raise your back, give your wife a kiss

The secrets species x and lines

Stolen from nests time after time

Like butter from a knife

Oh can’t you see we’re all crashing, in slow mo

Holding to this wheel we know

What I see is, don’t want to be sleeping too long

Why can’t we try to fly ourselves back to an old skin Making do is no way to

live

What I see is, we’re only here

Then we’re gone, gone, gone

So turn your collar up to some wickedness

And fudge the lines between the crimes

You’ve been taught to miss

As ancient ladies baking bread

Bent underneath this pyramid

And all these things that you and her have never said